@Frank Apisa,
The voices in
my head differ, and suit the circumstances.
When I am just about to go out the front door, it's Peter Lorre, with things like.."are you
sure you locked the back door? You know that gas ring was left on low, don't you..."
When I'm pulling the couch cushions out for the third time that morning in order to find my car keys, it's John Cleese with " I know you're in there, you bastards, just wait 'til I get my hands on you...."
During my acne battling, oat sowing years it would be the voice of my warty Mathematics teacher, Miss Griffin, reciting "Two sevens are fourteen, three sevens are twenty one, four sevens are....." in an effort to make me last as long as possible.
Whilst at the crease (cricket) it would be the famous cricket commentator of the day (can't remember his name) saying things like " The young Aswas is tapping his bat on the pitch as the fast bowler makes his run up. The whole crowd goes silent in anticipation....."
When I'm measuring a piece of wood I'm just about to saw, my Dad's voice always, always pops up with "Remember son, measure twice and you'll always cut once"
When someone cuts me up on the motorway and then has to slam their brakes on almost immediately because of their stupidity, I hear the fat lad from the Simpsons shouting " HA - HAA!"
And many others.